Young master is too stupid

Chapter 39 Master, have you lost your ring?

The key had just been inserted into the door, and before it could be turned, the door was slammed open from the back room, and the anxious voice of the nanny rushed out.

"Little money, little money, little money! Where is the young master?"

"Master?" Has he not come home yet?Don't want to see her?

"The young master has been missing all day since yesterday!"

She guessed right, those bearded and embarrassed looks were really looking for her, the young master had been looking for her all day, but she hung up the young master's call and turned off the phone.

"Xiaoqian, isn't the young master with you? Shouldn't you come back together? Call him quickly and ask where he is. What are you doing squatting on the ground? Xiaoqian, does your stomach hurt? Why are you crying so much? ?”

Not only did she have a stomach ache, but her whole body ached.

What kind of maid is she, and what has she done to her master?
Not only did she fail to serve him well, she also made him search for her around without sleep, and then forced him to turn around and walk away in embarrassment.

Taking out her mobile phone, she tremblingly dialed the young master's number. Intermittent beeps rang in her ears for a long time, and finally turned into a cold manual answer.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later."

The dull pain in her chest expanded and spread, and she was punished by retribution.When she refused to answer the young master's call, was he also in the same mood?

She had no position to lose her temper in the first place, so why was she self-willed at that time, why didn't she listen to the young master's words.

She was not discouraged, she picked up the phone and continued to make calls. From the time when no one answered it until it was turned off, she did not know how many calls until the young master's cell phone ran out of battery and could no longer be dialed.

Mafia wagged his tail and crouched in front of her, nuzzling her reassuringly.

She smoothed its brown fur and asked quietly: "If I were separated from the young master, who would you be with?"

"...I'm just kidding, why are you staring at me so seriously...Of course I should follow the young master. I won't be able to support you."

"...However, I can visit you secretly."

Since the young master hates seeing her, she can apply to move out.

The phone vibrated presumptuously on the passenger seat, and her so-called birthday present jumped in his sight, and the intimacy between the two of them rubbing nose and pinching face made him feel even more annoying and irritable, he tore off his phone with his own hands He wanted to throw it out of the window plainly, but every one of her in the small photo kept swaying in front of his eyes, as if she was still begging for mercy and protesting loudly in his ears.

"Master, that's not how the photo is taken on the photo, you have to face the space and put your face in it."

"Master, your posture is so ugly, please be more natural."

"Master, I didn't kiss the Mafia."

He retracted the hand that was stretched out of the window, squeezed his palm tightly, opened the front locker, and threw the pendant in his hand like throwing trash.

"Master, slaves will never violate the law of maids, and will not have any unreasonable thoughts about you!"

"Master, how long will our fake marriage last? What should we do if we fall in love with someone else?"

"Master Let's get a divorce."

Roll up the window and put the gear on. He glanced at the empty passenger seat and stepped on the accelerator.

Why didn't he dare go home and drive around aimlessly, why did he avoid her for fear of seeing her?Why should he be afraid of divorcing her?
Why should he be afraid of losing her...

At 03:30 in the morning, there was a sound of closing the door in the quiet night.

A person and a dog curled up on the sofa in the hall stopped him, and she fell asleep, wearing a maid outfit he was familiar with.

Waiting for him, waiting for him, the young master who doesn't come home at night.

His fingertips were about to touch her lips, but he withdrew his hand again when he remembered the hurtful and dazzling scene, and turned to go upstairs.

He hated her maid outfit, hated her obedience, hated her serving him like a young master, hated the pure master-servant relationship she kept talking about. To her, he was not a man, but just a young master.

Then how can he get rid of his manly possessiveness towards her?

At 06:30 in the morning, breakfast is ready.

On the morning call at seven o'clock, Yao Qianshu knocked on the young master's door on time.

After a while, the door opened, and the head nurse came out of the young master's bedroom, holding a stack of the young master's changed clothes in her hand.

"Little Qian, why are you still here? The young master has already gone to work."

"Master? Have you already left?" Did you just hide from her because you didn't want to see her?
She turned dejectedly and wanted to go downstairs, but was stopped by the nanny for questioning.

"Xiaoqian, the young master said that from today onwards, you will no longer be his personal maid to serve him, and everyone will take turns to clean up his room for him. Have you done something that displeased the young master recently? It is against the law to make the young master unhappy. It's the maid's law. You have to obediently reflect on yourself and admit your mistakes to the young master."

The young master probably won't give her another chance to reflect and admit her mistakes.Because what she did probably didn't just make the young master unhappy, but made him completely disgusted and sick of himself.

He fired her from the position of maid, and threw her out of the position she had held for more than ten years.

Yao Qianshu went to work in the restaurant in a low mood, and the gossip among her colleagues did not decrease because of her lifeless silence.

"Let me tell you, I saw the president this morning, wow, he definitely had a fight with his wife!"

"Huh? How did you know?"

"Look at the clothes! His usual suit and tie matching taste is from the handwriting of the woman behind him. He is very stylish. Today is so casual and monotonous. The shirt is not stiff enough, and the color and pattern of the tie are not right. It seems to be pulled casually." one."

"I'm going to ask Xiaoshu about this, Xiaoshu, don't be in a daze all the time! What happened to the president and his wife? Is there a lot of trouble? They don't help our beautiful president to get dressed."

"Hmm. Very powerful." She replied perfunctorily, her eyes continued to lose focus.

"Yes! How powerful, how powerful!"

"Shh... the president and executives have come over."

The chattering waitresses suddenly fell silent and retreated to the sides, waiting for the high-level staff to hurry past them to continue gossiping.

The monotonous sound of leather shoes hitting the tiles made Yao Qianshu boldly look sideways, did the young master look bad today?Did you get the wrong clothes?She still has some effect on the young master, doesn't she?Black shoes, straight suit pants, and a suit that didn't match. As she was about to keep looking up, the colleagues around her pushed her and whispered.

"Xiaoshu, look at the president's hand!"

Master's hand?

"The president's wedding ring is gone!" On the empty ring finger, there was only a deep ring mark left, which was the mark of the ring that was too tight, and the cheap ring disappeared. gone.

"It's not expensive, young master, you can keep it, don't wear it..."

"Put it on for me."

"But the hoop is too tight to take it off."

"Then don't take it down."

Didn't it matter if the young master doesn't wear it?Didn't you already know that one day it would be taken down?Then why do you feel sad and disappointed when you see the young master really took off the ring?
Why do you keep talking big things, why do you keep talking big things, why do you have to force yourself to believe that you can pretend to marry the young master while having no other thoughts about the young master.

She is clearly not a qualified maid who has killed all Phoenix thoughts, she clearly wants more and more greedily, and she clearly has no way to treat the young master as just the young master.

"Little tree, you're dead, go away."

"Um... um."

She bowed her head and moved stiffly along with the team, not looking at the expression on the young master's face.

The executive team behind them suddenly stopped and stood in the corridor. The president turned around and asked the special assistant behind him, "Has the lawyer contacted me?"

"Yes, President. It has been explained according to your order."

Yao Qianshu sat in the staff canteen and ate his lunch bite by bite.

A figure suddenly sat down on the opposite side of the table. She raised her eyes lazily, and the moment she caught a glimpse of Director Shu, she lowered her eyes uncomfortably.

"Why don't you dare look at me?"

"...Hi Director Shu."

"Are you telling me that you didn't take last night seriously?" "Or are you two reconciled? That young master is so generous that he can pretend that nothing happened yesterday?"

She shook her head, how could it be possible that nothing had happened, the young master refused to see her, avoided her, hated her, and removed her from his side, even the ring was thrown away by him with disdain.

Director Shu's hand stretched out from the opposite side, holding her cold hand.

"Although I'm a little anxious, I suddenly want to know your answer to yesterday."

yesterday?reply?If the young master doesn't want her, does she want to be Director Shu's maid?

"However, now I want to change the question."

The strength on the wrist is tightening.

"If your young master doesn't want you, do you want to be with me?"

"..." Not being a maid, but being together?
"Where am I, what am I doing, who am I with, these questions you want to ask, do you want to try to ask?"

These questions that she wanted to ask, but never asked, weren't the most disgusting questions for men?During the first blind date, why did Director Shu suddenly ask her to ask a question that made Director Shu taboo?Is it because...

"Director Shu...Actually, you don't have to be responsible for me, I'm the one who got drunk..."

"Responsible? Who is responsible for you? You are the one who is drunk, not me. I know what I am doing." How could he stay so unappetizing to use such unappetizing words on him.

"But……"

"Sorry to bother you." A gentle voice interrupted the conversation between the two. It was the young master's special assistant.

"The president sent me to send a message to the two of you. First... Director Shu, please take your hands away from Ms. Yao, please? The president said that he doesn't like people messing around with men and women under his nose. , the unspoken rules of subordinates...you two are really an eyesore..."

The words full of pungent taste came out of the special assistant's mouth in embarrassment, obviously not from his original intention.

Shu Chengyue shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows, looked back at the camera hanging high, and then took another look at his hand eating tofu.The woman on the opposite side withdrew his hand in a panic, and he had no choice but to politely let go.

"Second, the president asked Miss Yao to go to the president's office...to discuss private matters."

...Which young master said just now that he hates other people's indiscrimination between public and private in the office environment?
The elevator walked to the top of the hotel, a place Yao Qianshu had never set foot in.

The special assistant led her into the door of the president's office, then quietly turned and exited.

The high-backed leather chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows always had its back facing her. She knew the young master was sitting there, but she didn't dare to speak to him.

After a long silence, the high-backed leather chair suddenly turned around. The young master raised his eyes to stare at her, and handed a wet towel to her, "Wipe clean. Hands."

The young master's eyes were terrifying, she didn't dare to disobey, and wiped her hands obediently.

A document was dropped on the table and slid in front of her—the divorce agreement.

"I asked the lawyer to draft the divorce documents, what conditions do you want to put forward?" She shook her head casually.His indifferent attitude made him frown.

"In order to get rid of me, can I do anything?" He snorted, pulled out a pen and threw it in front of her, "Sign it if you have no objection."

She picked up the pen and was about to write her name randomly, but the pen stopped suddenly. She glanced at the young master's empty left hand, "Master, I have one condition... Can you return that ring to me?"

"...I threw it away."

"..." He threw it away.He took off the ring and threw it away... She pursed her lips tightly, "Forget it."

Taking a breath, she signed her name under the gaze of the young master.She's a little angry, no, she's so angry... why throw it away, even if it's just a cheap item, even if it's worthless at all, even if the young master thinks it's cumbersome and annoying, he can return it to her, why throw it away.

Reaching into her pocket, she took out the diamond ring she had never dared to wear around her neck and her bank card and pushed them to the young master.

"What is this?" The young master narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"The young master gave it to me before, but I didn't throw it away, so I returned it to you."

"...What the hell do you mean by returning these to me? Are you impatient to get rid of all ties with me? I'm afraid that you will be misunderstood by me as a child?" The bank card that turned over his salary only gave him 50 yuan a day. Yuan's bank card, the wedding ring he put on for her, she used the necklace to string the necklace hanging on her heart, she returned all the things related to him to him, and she threw back to him all the evidence that they were husband and wife .

The divorce agreement was returned in front of him, her name was signed, and the things related to him were taken off her body and sent back to him. He knew that she agreed to divorce him, but should he do this without any hesitation? Leave him in a hurry?
"Master..."

"Don't call me master! Who is your master!" The little maid who only looked at him and surrounded him was not the woman in front of her. She would not hurt him, would not return the things he gave, and would not Leave him with another man.

"If you see me, you will be upset and disgusted, I can move out, slave girl..."

"You still want to move out?" Divorce is not enough, she also wants to completely get out of his sight?
The quiet air flowed between the two, he suddenly crossed the desk and reached out to grab her chin, pinching her painfully, and whispered to her softly:
"You don't want to leave this house, I won't let you go. Even if you get divorced, you are still my slave in clothes, and it's my thing, for the rest of your life!"

"The servant knows that the servant, like the mafia, belongs to the young master, and the servant will not leave, young master."

"..." What he wanted to express was not what he meant, what he wanted to express was...he to her...

...he to her...

"Can the maidservant go out?"

"...you and him... what did he just say to you?"

"Director Shu?"

He was even more annoyed when she called the man's name.

She closed her eyes and mechanically answered the command given by her master, "He asked me if I want to be together."

"..." Then will you be with him?Then will you fall in love with him?Am I not good enough?Why am I not as nice to you as he is?
The words choked in his throat were so cowardly that he couldn't spit them out, and the only thing that floated out was a cold threat, "I warn you, before the divorce agreement takes effect, you are still my wife, and I forbid you to be with him!"

"Yes, young master. The servant is not with Director Shu. Before you sign."

(End of this chapter)